"and if the night runs over, and if the day won't last, and if your way should falter along this stoney pass, it's just a moment this time shall pass." --U2 "Stuck in a Moment"
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"Look at the smile upon the earth's lips, she lay with me again last night."
Hafiz
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I have a vase of daffodils slowly opening on my desk. They are slowly being seduced by the sun. I knew when I went to bed last night that this is how I would feel today. I awoke to find the universe one glorious manifestation of the internal eternal. The sun was shining feircely through tulmultous clouds. Sometimes all things are in harmony.
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Quote of the Day (upon entering LSH) Dr. T (with a conspiratal grin): "You look bouncy this morning"
Indeed I am.

Ever have one of those nights when it's a relief when your alarm goes off in the morning? because that means you can give up the fight and just get up.

The rain poured from the sky last night. The wind blew hard. And near morning Thunder rumbled. It was better that way. I could have been waking up constantly to the sound of near silence. The sound of a house when everyone in it is asleep. The sound of alone.

If that had been the case I don't think I would have managed to keep putting myself back to sleep.

Then I would have been left wide awake, staring at the ceiling all night and fears would have done what fears do when you stare at them early, early, past midnight. And when I awoke I would have been scared.

Instead, I awoke and felt nothing. The world was black and grey. So many, many shades of grey. And though the clouds had silver highlights. I could not find one in all of the many, many shades of grey that was white, that was an absence of grey, that was pure.

The rain is falling on my naked, knotted heart, that once again doesn't know how it feels. All it knows is that I need to be held, that I need to be cherished, that I need fingers running through my hair telling me I am loved and that, above all else, it knows, I should not have been left alone last night.

Homebase has posters on the stall doors of the women's restroom advertising carnations for sale.

Homebase has a poster on the door to the men's restroom advertising roses for sale.

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LOL!
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Price of Carnations: $1.50

Price of Roses: $2.50

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ROFL!
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So I think my life is really starting to come together. My guru tells me to "keep the faith" on my way out of class. I'm asked to be on a discussion panel for 1st service which will be transmitted live internationally (ok, so it's only 3ABN) and my favorite college band dedicates a song to me. (Cowboy song in case you were wondering, and the Band is Soapbox Symphony) .

In other news, I've decided that life doesn't exist. It is merely a definition, a construct of our own minds and hence doesn't exist. Therefore we should stop looking for life, intelligent, or otherwise, on this planet, or another, and return to plowing our fields.

[fyi, I had that dream again. i really don't know what to do about it]

There were so many truly hilarious and brilliant and not-so-brilliant things said last night in class, but since somebody made sit next to the teacher I couldn't write them down so they will have to be lost to the void.

alas

So what is it that sepparate us from the zebras anyway?

Well, Frankie, I have come to understand your complaints about blogger. Yesterday morning I typed up a long post detailing my amusing Tuesday night class experience and blogger couldn't post for some reason and lost it. That same morning I had typed a rather long response to a comment which it supposedly posted but does not appear on my blog.

grr.

So I "ditched" class last night.
I felt like I was helping organize a prison break.
I won't name any names but some professor apparently forgot that he/she moved the class start time from 6:30 pm to 6pm. So at about 6:05pm when he/she still hadn't shown I said,"I bet [s]he forgot that [s]he moved the start time from 6:30pm to 6pm. If we leave at 6:29pm we're home free" [we had agreed at the beginning of the quarter to wait a half hour for him/her in the event of an absence bc the class only meets once a week.] So basing our movements on one of the guys cellphone's time we made our escape. At 6:31pm I and the owner of the cellphone stood up and said, "everyone on your feet, it's time to go." We slipped out of the room single file, up the back staircase, single file, through magazine and newspaper stacks single file. We checked and the space between the final stack and the door was clear. We made a dash for it, hoping disaster didn't await us on the other side of the doors, around the corner of the library, down the hill and home free. :)

[please note that we waited the full time agreed upon in our verbal contract before exiting the building.]

There are two Questions, or better put, Ideas that I have been wondering about recently:

*Where did humans get the idea of "eternity"? [aka: that we ought live much longer than we do]
*Where did humans get the idea of "sin"? [aka: things are not how they ought to be]
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I think I may be sick. My nose is running like a faucet someone left on, that's usually a sign of illness.
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I had the most disturbing dream last night. [don't worry, I'm not going to share any details]